“Yep!” He presses the button.
Then the launch. Smokes fills the inner corridor as the rocket assends. It freely enters the sky and glides toward its target.
Meanwhile, they shop. They work. They drive. Few look toward the sky and see something. What was it?
It approaches…slowly at first, then with alarming and terror envoking speed.
The explosion. Nothing. It must have been some sort of govenment test. Some new missile or rocket. It was…
The pain. Everybody at once. Muscles quiver. It feels like they were being stabbed from the inside. The pain, more an more. In the shopping district, right near a Barnes and Noble, a man falls to the ground. His skin bursts open and rainbows shoot from his new found cavities. It happens to a few others. The holes are widening. The rainbows enlarging.
The immune. It doesn’t work on everybody? They watch in horror. What was happening? As it continues, the rainbows subside and the cavities jolt. Something was coming out of them. Something was eating their way out of them. Something bloody. Something furry. Something cute. They were kittens. Kittens were eating their way out of people. When they were fully out of the wounds the rainbows shined twice as bright then the bodies went limp an the light started to dull. Done birthing some kittens walked off, some sat there cleaning them selves. They were just ordinary kittens. Just came out of a Kitten Bomb.
I got to the 80th floor and exited the elevator. Some people were looking at me so I looked back at them like my dog was on fire. I like people. I like dogs. I would not like my dog to be on fire.
I got to room 8012. 8012 is my favorite number. I kicked down the door and went inside. The rooms inhabitants didn’t seem to like the fact that I broke into their room, so I reached fer my shotgun…
Alas, I had fergotten it!
I felt so lost, so naked…
I got dizzy and fell to the floor. My vision was blurry and out of focus but it all came together on the shotgun these people had lying on a pile of empty pie tins. I like pie…
I grabbed it, stood up.
I must have killed 300 people in that room. That shotgun held a lot of shells…
I like bees but I would not like a mouth full of them…
Costco has a lot of stuff, way mer stuff than me…
If I had a nickel fer evertime I had a nickel I would have twice as many nickels…
I am interested in lions and stuff but I would not pursue this as a career…
…same with tanks…
So I haven’t been to tiger-e places…
I want to go…
I’ll pretend to go…
But I won’t be there…
I’ll find a toy tiger in the street and it will have to do.
I’ll have friends hide it some where then I will go on a journey to find it…
The berry.
Natures little blue pill, small and yellow and different.
Look, a giraffe, be quiet the smallest noise will make him run away.
Oh! Wait thats not a giraffe thats just my chair on the other side of the room.
I like chairs, do you?
I hope that you do because I bought you twelve fer Christfest.
Theys like, all sorts a fun.
Seriously though, I think you should cut yer hair.
I mean I like it now, but dude. Dude.
You could totally be like that guy from Flock of Seagulls.
And if I’m not mistaken, hes from space.
Don’t you want to be from space?
Yeah, yeah ya do, I can smell it on ya, and it reeks of space.
